Chapter 818: Taking the body as the boundary, the luck of the dragon flame! Ask for a monthly ticket
Hold the Yuan and defend the deficiency, Yin and Yang balance together!
Su Qinian did not expect that the true meaning of Tai Chi in the hands of the Emperor of Han Dynasty would actually blend with the taboos of luck and derive such changes, locking the escaped one at the junction of Yin and Yang, between Yuan Qi.
You don’t need to think about it to know that this true meaning of Tai Chi must have been passed down by the Three Crazy Patriarchs. It seems that after gaining insight into the vast starry sky, in the past few decades, Xuanhuang Tianming has put aside many sectarian opinions, even some of the fundamental true meanings of the inheritance.
They came out to communicate with each other, just to open up a new path between Xuanhuang Dharma and Starry Sky Dharma.
This is……
The black-robed saint's heart trembled. He also realized that there was a taboo on luck. At this moment, he clearly felt that his own destiny star seemed to be in the dark. As the two destiny stars circled and rotated, there was a ray of destiny power.
It overflowed.
Between the two rotating stars, the curve of the intersection of yin and yang seems to be able to separate life and death, reincarnation, all illusions and fog.
That is……
Suddenly, there was immeasurable light splashing in Su Qinian's eyes. Under the reflection of the immortal will, from the place where yin and yang met, the power of destiny overflowed from the life star of the black-robed saint, like a pure white lamp.
The lights are constantly tearing apart the dark fog, as if following some invisible connection and being guided by the mother in the distance to return to the ancestral land.
not good!
The black-robed saint was shocked. This method exceeded his expectations. The unknown saint in front of him actually used unknown means to shake his life star, pull his luck, and return to the ancestral Qi of his gravedigger lineage.
transport.
Where the destiny of the ancestral land lies, there is no doubt that it must be in the adults of his gravedigger lineage. And the true identity of those adults is not clear even to him, but at the moment, his
The wisps of destiny are returning according to the induction in the dark. I'm afraid it won't be long before these people are able to locate the location of the ancestral destiny, and the true locations of several adults will also be exposed.
Damn it!
He knew that these people were not just here to interrogate him. He would rather commit suicide than be liquidated by you adults in the future. But he soon discovered that an unspeakable terrifying aura had locked onto him.
On the basis of imprisoning his energy and spirit, it further locked his fighting spirit and even every ray of mental will. He seemed to hear the sound of the iron chain pulling. Apart from having thoughts, he was like an empty body.
The shell cannot control half of the power.
Buzz!
As time went by, the emperor of Han moved his hands faster and faster. In the land of chaos, the pure and yang-yellow life star and the deep and cold starry sky life star seemed to have turned into two yin-yang fish connected end to end.
, and like two wandering dragons chasing each other, the two life stars are burning with the fire of destiny as prosperous as red gold, and the gray-white life star is tempered at the junction of Yin and Yang.
Half a stick of incense, a stick of incense, half a cup of tea, a cup of tea...
The Han Emperor's eyes became more and more solemn. The emperor's Qi-seeing technique blended with the true meaning of Tai Chi, evolving to the highest level he could reach at this moment, pulling the ray of luck back to the ancestral destiny, and constantly tearing apart the fog in the darkness.
, however, as the ancestral fate came closer, the darkness became thicker and more solid, and the spread of the power of fate also slowed down greatly. Su Qinian vaguely saw an invisible...
The iron curtain stretches across the void, blocking all prying eyes.
"The Heavenly Wall of Luck!"
As the Lord of Destiny, the black-robed saint naturally noticed something strange, and a hint of ridicule appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Snapped!
The next moment, stars were shining in his eyes, half of his face was numb, and his eyeballs were almost exploded. With a pop, he spat out half of his white teeth. He looked like he was crazy and stared at the Great Yuan Sky Eagle.
, his eyes were about to burst, and he roared: "You fucking hit me again! You have the guts to fight to the death!"
Snapped!
"You fucking..."
Snapped!
"You fucking..."
Snapped!
"you……"
Snapped!
The black-robed saint collapsed. As a saint, he had a heart as strong as iron. He had observed the warmth and coldness of human relationships, intrigues and intrigues. He had crawled and rolled in dark corners to become a saint. No one in the black robe had his own legends and stories. But now, the black-robed saint had his own legends and stories.
The saint couldn't hold on anymore, and someone pressed his face into the dust. For him who became a saint, in a sense, this perseverance was more important than his life.
"Okay, don't slap someone in the face." The female martial arts queen Jingtang couldn't stand it anymore and said calmly.
Dayuan Tianying looked at the black-robed saint, twitching the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile: "I have always believed that a slap in the face is the most painful and most effective method of suppression."
The black-robed saint's eyes were red. In his opinion, this was the smile of the devil. He never wanted to see this person again in his life. His soul had been ruthlessly trampled. If he could continue to live and this person did not die, he would never see him again.
Difficult to advance.
Not far away, the sacred guard's eyes were bright, and he stared at the Great Yuan Tianying again and again. He was simply a born executioner. Those felons and death row prisoners in the dungeon needed such a person the most.
They were setting the bones, stretching the tendons, and talking about the violent storms, frost knives and snow swords in the world.
puff!
At this moment, the emperor of the Han Dynasty was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his black hair was dancing lightly, his bright yellow robe was moving huntingly, the yin and yang qi of his hands were flowing, the fire of luck was steaming, and the dragon's roar was constantly heard from his back, but the man who was being pulled
The wisp of luck could no longer advance forward, as if it had encountered an invisible barrier. Even if he used the Emperor's Qi-gazing Technique to activate it and bombarded it with the power of luck at the junction of Yin and Yang, it could not penetrate it.
This is the Heavenly Wall of Luck. Su Qinian once heard from his senior brother that no matter an individual or a force, they all have their own destiny from the day they are born. The more powerful the destiny, the more ever-changing it is.
The Qi Luck Sky Wall is a barrier that is naturally formed after the accumulation of Qi reaches a certain terrifying situation. It not only protects the source of Qi, but also blocks prying eyes.
Luck is invisible, ever-changing, and there are not many artifacts or powers that can cut through the power of luck since ancient times.
As Su Qinian thought, the sword of will fell from the divine court. The crystal-clear blade turned into a fine blade of light, and like a heavenly needle, it sank into nothingness, soundlessly, and sank into the black robe.
In the saint's wisp of luck.
hold head high!
At the same time, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty saw that the Huanglong Qi surged in his eyes. He raised his feet and turned into a real golden dragon. The dragon scales were like golden dragon scales entwined with the luck of fire, and the majestic dragon horns were like the clanging of heavenly swords.
, the next moment, he meandered around, let out a majestic dragon roar, and rushed into the land of chaos.
Human-dragon bloodline!
The sacred guard was startled. Could it be that in addition to the human-dragon family, there are also human-dragon bloodlines floating around? The mighty majesty of the true dragon, the majestic dragon body over a thousand feet, is like a mountain. Even if he is just observing, he can feel it.
There was a deep majesty, and when it rushed into the land of chaos, the real dragon transformed by the Emperor of Han actually moved along the two destiny stars, absorbing the two qi of yin and yang, and pouring the fire of destiny.
boom!
Immediately, the golden true dragon wandered into the place where Yin and Yang meet, replacing the curve of the Tao that seemed to be able to separate everything.
The emperor of the Han Dynasty actually transformed into a real dragon, with his body at the intersection of yin and yang. Like a real dragon made of gold, the red-gold fire of destiny collapsed and condensed in its mouth. As the two life stars rotated, yin and yang
The power of the junction vibrated, and following the escaping one, a red-gold dragon flame, as thick as mercury, seemed to be wrapped in the world of mortals and the will of all the people, and bombarded towards the fateful sky wall in the dark.
Go and hit the black-robed saint's power of luck.
puff!
The sword of will is like a sky needle. With the bombardment of the luck dragon flames of the Emperor of Han Dynasty, it silently pierced a hole in the luck sky wall. Suddenly, there was a faint breath of death, and from the broken luck sky wall
leaked out.
The black-robed saint's pupils contracted violently, and the sky wall of luck was actually pierced. He wanted to speak, he wanted to activate the power of luck in his body, shake the ancestral luck, and alarm everyone, but it was impossible to do so.
The terrifying Qi machine was always locked on him, suppressing everything. Except for the growth of thoughts, he could not control a trace of energy.
What a strong smell of death!
Even across the chaos and nothingness, the sacred guard felt a palpitation in his heart, as if there was an unknown and terrifying existence, following the breath of death, entering the forbidden dungeon, staring at him, and everyone here.
Su Qinian raised his eyebrows. Infinite light overflowed from his eyes, and he immediately defeated the leaked aura of death and instantly purified it into nothingness. This aura of death was somewhat unfamiliar, yet very familiar.
A corner of the wilderness.
A deep valley that has been shrouded in black mist for many years, a dark coffin, which can be as big as a mountain. Lying in the deep valley where the sun is not visible, the vicissitudes of ancient energy flow, the breath of time is thick, one after another is simple.
The big stars floated around the dark coffin, and there seemed to be undead spirits wailing in the dark, accompanied by bursts of shrill dragon roars echoing in the valley.
And on this coffin, there is a figure sitting quietly cross-legged, the whole body shrouded in the chaotic air, and the stars in the chaos are faintly intertwined to form the image of a grand galaxy.
At this moment, in front of this coffin, there are still five dark figures sitting cross-legged. They have no breath, as if they are between illusion and reality, elusive, even their vitality is dim, as if they will be blown away by the wind in the next moment.
, forever silent in the world.
Suddenly, on the dark coffin, the figure shrouded in chaotic air opened his eyes. In an instant, it was like two magic lamps were suddenly lit up, and the terrifying beam of light seemed to be able to pierce Cangyu,
Pierced through the starry sky, and then narrowed in an instant, they were a pair of eyes that were darker than ink, filled with gray-black death aura. In the death aura, it was like one after another real dragons fell from the sky and lay dead for thousands of miles.
"Everyone, you have been exposed!" A grand and cold voice sounded. (Please subscribe, thank you for your monthly votes and rewards! The first update is here, and there should be a big plot next.)